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Dark Brown Taste…

Last night, I went out with a few mates to celebrate my birthday. Some of us had a nice cigar and we had a few beers and some whisky – great company, great chat, a really nice time. We stopped and got a dirty kebab on the way home, I ordered mine with extra chilli and hot chilli sauce – it was my birthday after all!

This morning, I awoke with what my late father used to describe as ‘The Dark Brown Taste’ – that post Chinese takeaway MSG dryness, the Indian aftertaste, that donor induced dehydration that sticks your tongue to the roof of your mouth that only copious amounts of water and the course of time can remove! I miss my Dad, but I won’t miss this morning’s dark brown taste…